Well here it is Part 2, it's a lot shorter than part 1 about 3500 words, its mostly just a finish to the meeting

Also since you guys haven't figured it out yet, I get some of you don't want to try and that's cool but for those of you that do I've added another clue at the end. (Good luck)

Big thanks to oblivion2991 for his continued help

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Beginning of part two

"Well with that light note, I'd like to move onto a matter that we will need to deal with immediately, I assume everyone here has been informed of the events that took place on the citadel?"

He received confirmation vire either a small nod or a low resounding "yes".

He sighed again and beganbegin to explain. "Very well I'll get right to the point... with the events that transpired on the citadel, its citizens will begin to ask questions about their lost three hours relative to the rest of the galaxy's time. I believe I have a proposal that will be suitable to all parties involved." Ainz stated.

"If it doesn't involve this murderer serving some form of sentence I don't want to hear anything about it!" Sparatus spat, waving his hand in a motion of absolute denial.

"No… councilor it does not and technically Esdeath did nothing wrong, you and you colleges ordered the destruction of your capital ship all she did was refuse to interfere… hence why I believe a cover story would be more fitting for our current predicament. That and you don't have the means nor ability to restrain her."

Esdeath pulled down one of her eyelids, sticking her tongue, mocking the present councilors.

"You little!"

'Boop!' of course, this earned a 'light' boop from Ainz.

"Ainz-tan is so cruel!" she grabbed her head in pain, a trail of smoke released from the spot Ainz hit her.

"Khm… Returning to the topic. My proposal may allow both parties to come out on top and shift the blame to someone else."

"Very well, out with it."

"First I believe it apt that I explain an aspect of how our [Gate] drives work." Some leaned in as if trying to get closer to the smallest details of the unknown technology.

"Did you know that our [Gate] drives use a form of time-space manipulation to simulate one of the effects of a true Gate like the one you passed through earlier?"

This statement earned the surprised shake of the head from everyone around.

"Because of this, it is possible in mishandling of one of these drives, it can cause the drive to malfunction and produce a runaway effect that would result in a pausure of time, and warp of space."

"You're not suggesting…"

"I am indeed, Councillor Valern."

"Primarch Fedorian do you remember the incident some months past when one of my nations ships was attacked by a band of Batarian Pirates?"

"I-I do…" he replied, remembering one of the reports he had read about the incident in question. Some of those men were still in an erratic mental state.

"Perhaps uncoincidentally, the ship that went missing at that time recently turned up with a batarian crew on board, to the Citadel of all places at a port where smugglers are known to visit."

Everyone looked at Ainz dumb struck, what he was suggesting was absurd. Not in that it was stupid but at how well thought and planed out it was.

"First you want to let them die now you want them to take the blame for this too. What's your deal with them?"

"There is no "deal" with them Commander they are simply the easiest to shift the blame to they are both hated politically and emotionally by a majority of the galaxy and are seen as untrustworthy. I am not saying you blame this incident on the hegemony itself just a rogue band of pirates that happens to be batarian, nothing more.

"That is acceptable reasoning please continue." Ainz nodded in agreement with Hackett's statement.

"Before I explain further, I must elaborate on why this needs to be done. During the three hours of the citadel event the minds of everyone on board the station was in a kind of quantum flux, they have forgotten what happened for now but if you remind them they will go mad. All the pain and agony they felt in their final moments will come rushing back into their minds like a never ending tide, they will experience death again and again endlessly, they will look for release from such pain that they will likely try to kill themselves and that is, I presume not to be your desired outcome."

The council gave a collective shake of their heads for a resounding no.

"Good, now back to it. While this ship was docked maintenance on the drive was being undertaken, fortunately or unfortunately they did not understand how it worked, eventually the drive malfunctioned and imploded causing the effect that trapped the citadel."

"Luckily, Esdeath here was on the Citadel at the time and quickly solved the issue as she is immune to such effects." the reaction he received was pretty much what he expected a bat of yelling and swearing all aimed at either himself or Esdeath.

Solution who could currently only be seen by the Demiurge, himself and Esdeath made to corral the mob by force but Ainz simply shook his head to stop any unnecessary actions.

When the noise finally died down enough, Ainz sighed and began to speak once more. "Of course I don't expect you to sit back and accept this without proof or some form of recompense." at this the elder members of the council and the dalatrass herself faces visibly perked up.

"Starting with the proof then." Ainz said nodding at Esdeath.

She nodded in return and began "Similar effects have been recorded before."

"Show us then." Quipped the Dalatrass, despite what Valern said she knows politics too well.

Even if this person did murder millions, they will not likely expose the truth to the common people. That would cause even more uproar, uprising, death, and eventually the fall of governments who can't do anything with this... "being". Keeping such things a secret was a necessary evil "Exposing the truth would only make the council, and with them, all council races look weak, people who can't even handle a frail looking girl." the Dalatrass almost spat, finding even the idea ridiculous.

"Okay I'm just going to give you some context first. About nine hundred years ago, two top adventurers from our kingdom, a few of our elite soldiers, and some third parties were competing to reach an artifact that was… well it doesn't matter what it did, it doesn't matter now… the point is, they all ended up in a time loop prison."

The room changed again this time to a first person view, presumably of one of the adventurers.

…

There were several people in the room, one was a very busty blond human girl with red eyes, a shadowy man in a long brown trench coat smoking, a typical fantasy dark magic caster wearing a sinister looking metal goat mask, and several more humanoids to the left of them wearing an ancient version of the uniform that was seen worn by the crew of the ship - It was night black with the white insignia of the Sorcerous Kingdom printed over the spot where the heart would be.

In the memory, the adventurer looked up to the person next to her and Demiurge was overcome by a sense of joy as he saw his creator once more - even if it wasn't his true glorious self he still let a somber smile come to the surface.

An argument broke out between the groups that ended up resulting in the death of some poor fool imploding in a shower of blood, guts and gore.

The adventurer that provided the first person view looked up at the goat masked man once more who had committed the horrible act, he was counting down with three of his fingers, when he reached zero, the man killed previously appeared again, like rewinding a tape, pieced together once more.

The returned looked at what was probably his commanding officer and began to ask a question and then stopped… he grabbed his head and started screaming and yelling. As there was no 'audio' all anyone could do was try to read the man's lips. "No I died, I know I died, it hurt so much, please kill me!" the man threw up collapsing to the ground just as his mind did reconstructing into the form of a babbling vegetable.

With a crazed look in his eye the man began to mumble deranged. "There was nothing only cold darkness, there was nothing only a black void!" the memory then cut off there and the room returned to normal, the dent Grunt and Wrex made earlier, still there.

...

"As you can see I don't think anyone would want to be reduced to such a state, it is not optimal for a sentient creature to live in such a way." Ainz said trying to make a small joke, but even under the circumstances nobody found it funny.

"What happened to that man? Did he survive?" Tevos asked quietly with a horrified expression.

"He did, they eventually got out, we removed the memory of the victim, but due the quantum effect of the loop. Despite this, those memories can return. He spent the rest of his life in an isolated environment." Esdeath replied.

"And what of the man who caused him to end up like that? What happened to him?"

For the first time in the meeting Esdeath and Ainz looked down to the ground sad. "H-He left… a long time ago. I don't know if he'll come back."

"No, I mean was he punished?"

"Ohh, well… No. Those two adventurers were serving as something akin to spectres at the time, so because of the missions classified nature it officially didn't happen."

"I see."

"And what of this recompense you mentioned earlier, I'm certain in knowing there are some strings attached to this."

"There is madam Dalatrass, the council may have anything… as long as it does not involve myself, Esdeath, Nazarick or my Kingdom…"

"Those terms are simply unacceptable." Linron squawked.

"Are they?" Esdeath asked sarcastically." I think they're very fair, you could ask for literally anything, even one of my personal coffee makers... I'm just not going to tell you how to use it." She chuckled low, remembering the poor Cerberus spy who stole a coffee maker, thinking it was some kind of advanced weapon.

All in all, the Cerberus scientists still trying to guess what it is and how it works.

"Water and coffee bean! That's the secret!"

"Hmm ... and how long do we have to select this one thing?"

"Two months or until you make a public statement on the issue, though first you all will have to sign a contract vowing to never talk about the accident again."

"Of course..." Shepard stated rolling her eyes.

"And what happens if we don't sign this agreement?"

"I'd prefer to be more civil about this matter." Ainz said flatly, looking directly into the eyes of the Turian councilor giving no further explanation.

A small gate opened in front of Ainz; similar to the one they passed through prior, and stuck his skeletal hand through, he pulled out a large paper scroll wrapped in a Vantablack ribbon that looked like it was about to fall apart.

Ainz untied the dark cloth and rolled out the paper onto the table.

"What's this supposed to be?"

"The agreement, I'm not so stupid as to use a conventional contract, I know none of you trust me and frankly I only trust most of you to serve your selves." he recieved some glaring looks for this and continued to explain.

"This basically infers that you are not allowed to talk about the events of the citadel unless you are within earshot of somebody who has also signed this agreement, if you are in a crowd and talk about it they will hear something else, if you make a vid about it it will delete itself as will an audio recording and written messages will be seen as blank."

"There is no way you can enforce this."

"We don't need to enforce anything, the contract will enforce itself."

"Magic…" Esdeath moved her fingers, almost like she made a flick.

"Der." Aura added.

"Ara! Ara! Madam Dalatrass, where you making a recording of this meeting? My! My! You are nasty…" Esdeath flinched her wrist, and immediately, the omnitool on the Dalatrass wrist sparked, turning completely useless. "One more thing like this, and will personally gut you! It is not nice to abuse trust."

This time, the girl emitted no killing intent, but her words were colder than the coldest night at the end, watching the politicians around with some kind of expectation that said: "Come on! Try it!"

"Please, forgive me, it will not happen again…" the Salarian, and everyone around was completely shook, barely able to suffocate their fear as the girl watched them with great expectation.

"Hmph! Spoilsport!" she just shrugged, turning her head away offended. Killing the tense atmosphere there.

"Ahem… if you would like to do a test I need a volunteer."

"Garrus, sign the contract." The Primarch exclaimed.

"Sir?"

"I said sign the contract. That's an order!"

"Y-yes Sir" he replied wryly and made his way over to the end of the table were the contract sat.

Garrus looked at Ainz "This won't turn me into a frog or something ugly will it?"

Ainz chuckled lightly "No more than you already are." Garrus smiled at this, the other Turians though seemed to take offence as they made what looked to be a scoul.

Ainz extended his arm towards the Turian making a pinching motion at the end. A pen made of what looked to be the night sky materialised between his finger tips. "You're going to need this."

"Thanks..." he said taking the pen and looking at it oddly then signed his name on the dotted line. Once he was finished, he passed the pen to Ainz and watched as his name faded.

"Is that supposed to happen?"

"Yes…" Ainz stated flatly, proceeded to sign his name as Garrus did and... nothing happened.

"A reaper attacked the citadel." Ainz declared. Looking the Turian in the eyes

"Errr one did, yes." Garrus raised his brow, pondering why this was new information. They basically just spoke about this a few minutes ago.

Everyone looked at them like the term "too much information" needed to be used heavily meanwhile Esdeath and Aura were rolling around on the ground chuckling like children. When they noticed the confused stares both asked…

"What?"

"My lord I rue to repeat it but you said "Last night I had awful diarrhea…" And he replied "Well, sucks for you."Demiurge conveyed as an invisible green light flashed over Ainz multiple times before he began to speak again.

"As you can see it does what was designed to do, simple information alteration. Nothing to complicated..."

"This is ridiculous."

"And yet it works. Believe me when I say this is the only way to not cause unwanted suffering for everyone involved, if you don't want to sign it I can wipe your memory and be done with the matter." He stated, waving away the concerned looks.

"Give me the pen." Anderson asked, snatching the object right out of Ainz' hand.

"Anderson?" Inquired Hackett.

"Sir, every second we spend here is another second we aren't doing everything we can to prepare earth, there's no point standing around twiddling our thumbs wondering if this is safe or not."

"I agree with Councillor Anderson, Palaven will need to prepare. I will take it next." The Primarch affirmed, taking the pen from him after he was finished.

"I too, am inclined to agree, even if I am wary of the effects of this, it is at least the easiest solution to what could be an extensive problem." Some nodded in agreement with Tevos' words and some did not. But after a few more minutes of going over the turms eventually everyone signed it with a stubborn Sparatus needing more… encouragement from the Primarch.

"Now that that matter is concluded I believe we are done here - with the exceptions of the Quarian and Geth - You may all leave, simply state your required destination and I'll open a gate for you." Ainz stated

"Good. Why them specifically though?"

"It is a private matter one that does not affect you in its current form, If it does you will be notified at a later date through official channels." Sparatus nodded, accepting the reasoning he-they would find out what it was at a later date anyway.

"My capital ship in orbit above Palaven." The Primarch stated flatly. Ainz responded by waving his hand lazily in response, a gate opened behind him. Ainz nodded and moved aside allowing the Turian and his group passage.

"Guess I'll see you later Shepard, guys." Garrus said as he began to follow after his C.O, giving a wave as he moved.

"Yeah, we'll see you round." The redhead exclaimed crossing her arms with a small smile denoting her face.

When they were gone - with the exception of kirrahe and a few of the commandos who were ordered to stay with their respective leaders - Hackett spoke up.

"SSV Everest, Trebea star system.

"Be seeing you Sir"

"You seem to be mistaken Commander your coming with me to, appearances need to be upheld and I doubt the Batarians will even want to talk to us while your walking around free. You were suppose to be back on earth a week ago for your trial - which has been delayed since you were M.I.A."

"I see, but my ship..." she replied

"Where is the Normandy, I'm going to take a guess and assume its not anywhere close by."

"It's-"

"I've got it!" Shouted Esdeath. "Picked it up a week ago, bin' working on it ever since."

"You can't do that it's Alliance property." Stated Anderson.

Esdeath cupped her chin and angled her head slightly giving her the appearance that convade "I'm thinking."

"Umm… it's... taking the long way round…" this caused Ainz to facepalm and shake his head.

"And I suppose there is no way to get to it."

"Nope!" Exclaimed Esdeath, In response Hackett sighed, put his head down and shook it slightly.

"You'll get it back, don't worry. Hopefully… in one piece. No guarantee though!" she grinned, and Hackett simply shook his head, begining to make his way towards the new gate that was opened up. "Come on Shepard we're waisting time as it is."

"Y-yes Sir." The redhead exclaimed, beginning to follow the Admiral.

"Hey Jane before you go? Esdeath interrupted. "Just thought I'd let you know some of your crew have already left, three from tactical and your personal assistant… what was her name Kate…"

"Kelly?"

"Yeah that's the one! Didn't give a reason just said she wanted off world and a lift to the citadel."

"She wasn't on it was she when you…?"

"Oh, nah. She was still in transit when the citadel thingy happened."

"Oh thank yo-"

"But I did have to wipe their memories." she stated jokingly

"You what?!"

"The admiral looks like he's becoming impatient, see, he's starting to tap his feet, you should go Shepard."

Well that's it for now, I know I'm a month late but I got a bit burnt out so I did something else.

MAJOR SPOILERS IF THIS MESSAGE IS SOLVED! COMPLETE AT OWN RISK! BY SOLVING THIS YOU ACCEPT TO BLAME NO ONE OTHER THAN YOURSELF!

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Clue1: flip 26

Clue 2: A=Z

Ps. I've had two ppl figure it so far oblivion2991 and Justiceseeker85

This chapter also marks the end of the first arch, and I'm sorry I have to do this to you but I'm going to be working on my other story's for the next couple months because I really want to get them going and ppl are starting to ask where my AoT one is now ;[

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